My thoughts fill with sun and the memories of years past
And though I walk alone along the cherry lane
I shall not look among the new flowers with unease
If the trees renew themselves every year, so must I
My shadow a faithful companion on the journey

Author: redgladiola

Creative writer happily predisposed to flights of fancy. You can find my poetry and short prose at

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